Apparently that thing that I thought might be finished kind of soon? Nuh.
Apparently the non-working, manly section of the family is questing to Kingston for gourmet hamburgers. Apparently they come in a red caravan. Apparently they taste good. But I guess I'll never know, because I'll be at work. Working. And eating leftovers.
Apparently my whining and self-indulgence aren't finished yet either. Sorry everyone.
So, is reading actually more important than living? It's so hard to tell.
About Me
- Penthe
- I live in the heart of the nation and do a lot of filing. The husband and the son like to read a lot. So do I.
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- Books I love
- Charlotte's Library
- Eglantine's Cake
- Enough Rope
- Humanities Researcher
- I think I have a recipe for that
- Light Reading
- Mim's Muddle
- Misrule
- Pea Soup
- Progressive Dinner Party
- Ramping It Up
- still life with cat
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- Third Cat
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- Don't panic, don't panic
- In which AS Byatt saves me from thinking about things
- Long weekend
- Low blood pressure
- Sleep
- Manana Manana
- Old soul
- Apparently
- Roast dinner and appreciative audience
- Silly things about me
- China rabbit, disinherited princes and even more c...
- One of these things is not like the other
- Easter Bunny joins forces with Tooth Fairy & Fathe...
- Holiday
- Spoke to soon
- What does CS Lewis have against stones anyway?
- Children's Book Sequels That Never Were.
- Liking training at work
- Escape fantasies
- Well bred
- The end is nigh
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